Psalms 139
1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David. O LORD, thou hast searched me, and known me.
Thaburi ya Daudi Wee Jehova-rĩ, nĩũũthuthuurĩtie na ũkaamenya.
2 Thou knowest my downsitting and my uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off.
Nĩũĩ rĩrĩa njikarĩte thĩ na rĩrĩa njũkĩrĩte ũkamenya meciiria makwa ũrĩ o kũraya.
3 Thou dost scrutinize my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways.
Nĩũũĩ ngiumagara o na ngĩkoma; Wee nĩũũĩ mĩthiĩre yakwa yothe.
4 For there is not a word on my tongue, but, lo, O LORD, thou knowest it altogether.
Wee Jehova-rĩ, itanagweta kiugo na rũrĩmĩ rwakwa, Wee nĩũkoragwo ũkĩũĩ biũ.
5 Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thy hand upon me.
Nĩũnjirigĩire mbere na thuutha; nĩũnjigĩrĩire guoko gwaku.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain to it.
Ũmenyo ta ũcio nĩ wa magegania mũno harĩ niĩ, ũrĩ igũrũ mũno ndingĩũkinyĩra.
7 Where shall I go from thy spirit? or where shall I flee from thy presence?
Nĩ kũ ingĩthiĩ njeherere Roho waku? Ingĩũrĩra kũ nyume ũthiũ-inĩ waku?
8 If I ascend into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. (Sheol h7585)
Ingĩambata thiĩ igũrũ, Wee ũrĩ kuo; ingĩara ũrĩrĩ wakwa kũrĩa kũriku mũno, Wee ũrĩ o kuo. (Sheol h7585)
9 If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea;
Ingĩũmbũka na mathagu ma gũgĩkĩa, ingĩthiĩ gũtũũra mũrĩmo ũrĩa ũngĩ wa iria, kũndũ kũraya mũno,
10 Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.
o na kũu guoko gwakwa nokuo kũngĩndongoria, guoko gwaku kwa ũrĩo gũkĩĩnyiite kũnũmĩtie.
11 If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.
Ingiuga atĩrĩ, “Ti-itherũ nduma nĩĩkũũhitha, naguo ũtheri ũyũ ũũthiũrũrũkĩirie ũtuĩke ũtukũ,”
12 Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee.
o na nduma ndĩrĩ hĩndĩ ĩngĩgũtumanĩra; ũtukũ ũkwara ta mũthenya, nĩgũkorwo nduma kũrĩ we nĩ ta ũtheri.
13 For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb.
Nĩgũkorwo nĩwe wombire ciĩga ciakwa cia na thĩinĩ; wanyiitithanirie ndĩ o nda ya maitũ.
14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul well knoweth
Nĩngũkũgooca nĩ ũndũ mũũmbĩre ũrĩa nyũmbĩtwo naguo nĩ wa kũmakania na wa magegania; ciĩko ciaku nĩ cia magegania, niĩ mwene nĩnjũũĩ ũguo o wega.
15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and skilfully formed in the lowest parts of the earth.
Mahĩndĩ makwa matiahithĩkĩte harĩwe, rĩrĩa ndoombĩirwo kũrĩa kũhitharu. Rĩrĩa ndanyiitithanagio hamwe ndĩ thĩ kũrĩa kũriku mũno-rĩ,
16 Thy eyes saw my substance, not yet formed; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
maitho maku nĩmonaga mwĩrĩ wakwa ũtanombwo biũ. Matukũ mothe marĩa nyamũrĩirwo nĩmandĩkĩtwo ibuku-inĩ rĩaku o na mbere ya ũmwe wamo kũgĩa.
17 How precious also are thy thoughts to me, O God! how great is the sum of them!
Hĩ! Ĩ meciiria maku matikĩrĩ ma bata harĩ niĩ, Wee Mũrungu! Kaĩ mũigana wamo nĩ mũnene-ĩ!
18 If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee.
Ingĩtua kũmatara, no maingĩhe gũkĩra mũthanga. Hĩndĩ ĩrĩa ndokĩra, ndĩ o hamwe nawe.
19 Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men.
Wee Ngai-rĩ, naarĩ korwo woraga arĩa aaganu! Njehererai, inyuĩ mũnyootagĩra gũita thakame!
20 For they speak against thee wickedly, and thy enemies take thy name in vain.
Maaragia ũhoro waku marĩ na meciiria mooru; arĩa magũthũire mahũthagĩra rĩĩtwa rĩaku ũũru.
21 Do not I hate them, O LORD, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee?
Wee Jehova, githĩ ndithũire arĩa magũthũire, na ngamena arĩa magũũkagĩrĩra?
22 I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them my enemies.
Gũthũũra ndĩmathũire o biũ; ndĩmatuaga thũ ciakwa.
23 Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:
Wee Mũrungu, thuthuuria, ũmenye ngoro yakwa; ngeria ũmenye meciiria makwa.
24 And see if there is any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.
Rora wone kana nĩ harĩ mĩthiĩre mĩũru thĩinĩ wakwa, na ũkĩndongorie na njĩra ĩrĩa ya tene na tene.
